Fart Bomb Novels & Stories

It immediately flew up and wandered around. "I missed playing with Fray, you just locked him around your neck." said Nathalia. My eyes widened in disbelief. Oh gosh! "Well, Fray is doing a good job right now." added Corinthians. Grayson grabbed his bag and released small bombs, "I brought 500 pieces of these." Greyson said while holding the strawberry-like bomb. Anyone who sees that will be fooled, it looks tasty. "Be careful with that, we might explode here." Corinthians noted. "Don't worry baby, it'll only explode when shooted." Greyson replied with a wink.

When Mateo suddenly burst into laughter, he drew his brows together. “What is funny, asshole?” “Your mistake is pressing that button when you’re not at least ten steps away from her. She will blow up in just…” he tilted his head and then laughed out loud. “Five minutes? Five seconds? Five hours?” “Hey!” Zeke rushed at him and grabbed his collars. “What are you saying?” “The bomb is designed to blow off regardless of anything, brother. Now, you have just five minutes to get her away from the seat, or she’s gonna blow up,” he smiled.

I mumble, a profanity that I heard by never said, perfectly fitting for the situation. All of these crates around me are filled with dynamite. There has to be at least twenty crates in here, probably containing fifty sticks each. My stomach turns as I sigh and accidentally get a lungful of the dynamite smell. I want to leave right now, from this carriage and from this circus, but I don't know how. My knees are shaking and I feel so sick that the room is spinning before my eyes. What do these psychopaths want to do with this much explosives? What kind of circus—?

Sophie drops the bomb. "What!.....'

“Exactly. Come on, let's use your stink bombs to teach her a lesson!" Ginny nodded eagerly and swiftly made her way into the courtyard, hurling all three stink bombs in Xavia’s direction. Xavia watched as the plastic balloon-like objects rapidly inflated. Then, with a loud “pop,” they exploded, releasing a pungent and repulsive odor that permeated the air. For a moment, she felt as if she had fallen into a stinky sewer.

Alfi answered showing something he holds to her. “A plunger? Are you joking?” Kartika asked in disgust. “This plunger can turn a conventional toilet into the squat one! Just embed it to the toilet, and voila! It will get drowned and turn into a squat toilet!” Alfi explained in excitement. “You bastard! How dare you ignore my existence!!” Taye exclaimed irritated. “Take this! Meteor Daging! (Meat meteor)” He exclaimed launching a million small burnt lumps of meat towards them. Alfi aims at them with the plunger and shoots a million fireballs to destroy those meats.

With how pretentious Walbridge was still being, Gerald could only look at him contemptuously before ordering, “Very well! I want you to fart!” “…I-I beg your pardon…?” asked Walbridge, clearly taken aback. “I told you to fart! Do it at least a hundred times in front of everyone here!” By this point, everyone was already roaring with laughter. “Y-you… Do you think I can just fart whenever I want to…?” muttered Walbridge, feeling extremely humiliated. “Why not? It’s just a hundred so it shouldn’t be too difficult! Allow me to assist!” replied Gerald as he swiftly poked one of Walbridge’s acupuncture points with a finger.